One glance through the window at that picturesque head had been sufficient. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. His hand rested heavily and cruelly upon Ruth's shoulder. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling. Sir Rowland laid his hand upon his sword. It was a society column about the richest men in the world and their lavish parties.
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